Too many six packs   For one guy   To be buying   Too many brewskies   For one man   To guzzle down   That’s a whole lot of hops now   Lots of barley   You’re always burping   And taking a pee   Better watch out now   You’re gonna get sick   We’ll be at a rest stop   In just a little while   Better roll down a window   We’ll pull over here   And you’ll start tossing   Those 96 beers   Say goodbye   To 96 beers      And when the sun comes up   I’ll get a mop   You can wash my car   Clean it up   You’re up in bed   Lying there   The alarm’ll go off   It’s set real loud   Get your ass down here   Don’t make me shout   How can I get you to    Take these beer cans out?   Ya know your looking pretty fried   From 96 beers,   Your looking fried   Fried   Fried, fried, fried   I didn’t let you drive   On 96 beers   You better hide   Your wife’s outside   96 beers   96 beers